If You Want To Be

The Work Resembles A Breech Delivery-one Which Is Expressed In Rhythmic Lurches, Stabs Of Phrase And Vocal Ornamentation Designed To Express Agitation Rather Than Decorative Grace.

Health Lies In Labor, And There Is No Royal Road To It But Through Toil.

No Class Is Safe Unless Government Is So Arranged That Each Class Has In Its Hands The Means Of Protecting Itself. That Is The Idea Of Republics.

The Reformer Is Careless Of Numbers, Disregards Popularity, And Deals Only With Ideas, Conscience, And Common Sense. He Feels, With Copernicus, That As God Waited Long For An Interpreter, So He Can Wait For His Followers.

The Hand Entrusted With Power Becomes, Either From Human Depravity Or Esprit De Corps, The Necessary Enemy Of The People